it ravages the hollow points, the tips and tremors sent to flair,
and everything to open up, a shattered me is left to stare
for simply understanding it, my shoulders wide, my flowing wise as everything most falls away, the stage is left for me to bear, the audience is shallow, cold, entrenched in riches I must pay to die. When feeling's left this hollowness I cannot bear to stand for it, I cannot bend to follow it to drag me there. This is the closed off reasoning, I follow only empty plans and realize I bear this all alone. I see her there, she stares, it's all alone for me, she's chosen blind, and I can see my scavenged soul all bare, it's universal truth the shreddings left the hand of fate, and why've all fallen in again? I can see alone, Woah-din, and one I'd never want to live with ever more.